<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137</id><updated>2011-11-14T09:10:48.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>J's Spot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-115107546505937394</id><published>2006-06-23T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T10:11:05.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEING BROKE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my friends.  I know its been a while.  What can I say my life is not that exciting : (   First and formost hope all the bloggers are doing well in this hot nasty weather.  As for me im good, happy to be alive and here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you out there has been broke I mean broke to the point that you are looking for change all over the house or where ever just for you wouldn't have to waste the little bit of money that you got  LOL.  Well that would be me right now.  I've been broke before but this is the most I've ever been.  I believe it would have to do alot with the fact that I'm moving out of my parents house (its about time).  Yeah for the first time ever my sister and I will moving away from my parents.  I sucks to be broke especially during the summer time but I gotta do what I gotta do.  Lets see what else is going on.  Well my boo and I decided that we should take two steps back on our relationship for many reasons don't want to get into that but I feel much better about it.  We both know that things might change for the better or for the worse so lets see what happens.  Hopefully this summer would be an unforgetable one cause my last couple of summers have been pretty boring lol.  Anyway gotta go have to work to do.  See ya later, peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-115107546505937394?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/115107546505937394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=115107546505937394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/115107546505937394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/115107546505937394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2006/06/being-broke-hello-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-114254333803707479</id><published>2006-03-16T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:09:48.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FIVE THINGS I DISLIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. I don't like when I can't be myself around someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. I don' t like when men leave the toilet cover up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. I don't like when people leave the tooth paste cap open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. I don't like phony people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. And I specially don't like people who gossip about other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So let me know 5 things you hate or dislike about what people do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-114254333803707479?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/114254333803707479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=114254333803707479' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/114254333803707479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/114254333803707479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2006/03/five-things-i-dislike-1.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-114019282561055543</id><published>2006-02-17T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:13:47.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think its time for a new blog what do you think guys. LOL. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's everybody doing in the blog world. As for me I've been missing in action but I'm back and ready to go. So for the past couple of weeks I've been in crazy funky moods and can't really explain why. Usually I'm always the jolly one but lately that hasn't been me. I'm the type of person that no matter how hard I try to hide what I'm feeling you still could see right through me. I've been improving a little though instead of having a dog face all day or not talking at all, I just try to laugh things off or try to think about the good times I had and the crazy things I did. It works, sometimes! I think that my problem is that I think too much about things and it bothers me when I do not control over other people's actions. I wish I could just get into peoples brain and know what they are thinking, life would be so much easier, for me atleast. LOL. Unfortunately life is not that simple and easy and sometimes we have to face challenges and go through things that you would never think you would go through. That's just LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that everything else is cool I'm just chillin living day by day and see what the future holds for me. I want April to come so bad is not even funny, can't wait for that hot nice weather nice pool and beach. I can't wait until my feet touches the sand and feel the heat of the sun on my body and drink nice cold pina colada with a cherry on top. Ahh I already see it as I'm typing it. LOL can't wait can't wait can't wait. Ok enough for today see ya later peace. I'm gonna see what other bikini I would look good in to buy on line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-114019282561055543?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/114019282561055543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=114019282561055543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/114019282561055543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/114019282561055543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-think-its-time-for-new-blog-what-do.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113891215603845517</id><published>2006-02-02T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:29:16.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EATING HEALTHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could eat everything the way I use to and  not get fat.  Now after my 25th Birthday its seems like my matabalism is slowing down.  What the fuck is going on.  I've always been skinny almost my whole life.  Now I have big hips and ass (god forgot to bless me on the top area but that's ok some guys like small tetas) and a pouch on my stomach area.  The thing is I'm going to Miami in April and I have to loose at least 3-5 pounds and if that doesn't happen then at least my stomach area.  Almost all of my clothes do not fit me anymore.  I'm actually going to the gym though.  I going to try my best to look fabulos for this trip so I have like 3 months to do it.  What do you think, could I do it? Lets wait and see only time will tell, he he he.  Pray for me guys thanks.  Eating healthy sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113891215603845517?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113891215603845517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113891215603845517' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113891215603845517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113891215603845517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2006/02/eating-healthy-i-wish-i-could-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113753261533812606</id><published>2006-01-17T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T16:16:55.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT'S MAKES US HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy, what makes you say (damn I feel great, I feel good about that or I'm happy I saw he/she today.) As for me, what makes me happy are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having good health&lt;br /&gt;2. Good food&lt;br /&gt;3. A good relationship in all aspects with my other half&lt;br /&gt;4. Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scoop me in, what makes you happy list a couple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113753261533812606?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113753261533812606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113753261533812606' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113753261533812606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113753261533812606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-makes-us-happy-what-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113589106271515095</id><published>2005-12-29T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:17:42.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired of being tired and bored&lt;br /&gt;I need some excitement in my life I'm bored. Sometimes I just want to do something so crazy I just won't do it alone. It would have to be with somebody who brings it out of me. Its not that easy for me to do something really spontaneous, there has to be someone who is very spontaneous and takes the fear out of me and makes me feel comfortable while doing it. I think that is a turn on for me in a man. A man who is not scared to do wild things just because, don't get me wrong I also like a man who has his sensitive side as well. Anyway I'm going away so lets see what happens lol. I will keep ya posted. : . )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113589106271515095?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113589106271515095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113589106271515095' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113589106271515095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113589106271515095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-tired-of-being-tired-and-bored-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113526360005593531</id><published>2005-12-22T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:00:02.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know that the person your with is the one for you. Is it something you feel within your heart, would you know right away when you first meet that person, should we believe in faith. I always ask that question to my self and others. They have replied that you just know and sometimes you just don't but you're willing to take that risk. A while back I always knew who I wanted to marry and have kids with but now all that's changed. Am I 25yrs old and I feel like everything I planned since I was a little girl (as far as that goes) is not going to happend. Do you guys think I'm thinking way too much ahead or am I right for worrying about my future and what it holds for me as far as FAMILY is involved. A lot of people say, auh your still young to think about that, have fun, enjoy your life bla bla bla. I think I'm already at that stage that its time to settle down with somebody . Trust me I think I've had plenty of fun. I just wish I make the right chose. I know 2 people that would want to marry me. The question is who will I marry? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113526360005593531?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113526360005593531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113526360005593531' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113526360005593531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113526360005593531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-how-do-you-know-that-person-your.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113449904264274169</id><published>2005-12-13T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:37:22.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"LETTING GO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you let go of someone that you love and care about for so many years. How can you built the courage to tell that person to their face that you just can't see them anymore for whatever that reason might be. Sometimes life is not fare. Sometimes we end up with people you least expect to end up with. Sometimes things catch you off guard and have no control of it. I hate to be in situations like this but I have myself to blame. I hate having feelings for somebody who you're not suppose have feeling for. I never really realize how messed up you get by this. Damn I feel fucked up. I wish things were different, I wish I could go back and see how this all started and how we ended up like this. Why can't we just have the person we want to be with (only if life was that simple). Unfortunately things happen for a reason. There is a reason why I am not with this person so Im just going to let it be. I'm going to take it like a woman and go on with my life and maybe one day god will give me a sign as to why things turned out to be this way. Only the big man up above knows the answer to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113449904264274169?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113449904264274169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113449904264274169' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113449904264274169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113449904264274169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/letting-go-how-do-you-let-go-of.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113399247176700951</id><published>2005-12-07T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:41:29.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by msnhim and nicky for 5 random facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are: Yeah I'm only doing it once not another 5 times cause both of yous's tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have to take a shower in the morning before I leave my house and at night before I go to sleep. I would not leave my house if If I haven't showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a neat freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't think before I speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last year I almost died. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113399247176700951?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113399247176700951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113399247176700951' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113399247176700951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113399247176700951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/ive-been-tagged-by-msnhim-and-nicky.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113399121558713289</id><published>2005-12-07T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T10:25:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do people lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lie because we're scared sometimes. We lie because we get nervous in certain situations. We also lie because we can and get away with it. (short simple story) I once dated this guy who was really serious about people lieing to him, he hated people that lie (like he never lied right) he just had a lot issues and I didn't really see it at the time. Everything was all good for and gravy for 3 months until one day he caught me in a tiny little lie (trust me very little). Homeboy dumped me, the nerve of him right. I was crushed because I really really liked this guy but everything happens for a reason, he wasn't good for me anyway. The point of the story is that I learned from my mistake I now try my best to be as honest as I can with myself and the people around me cause you never know when that lie backs fire on you. Here's another situation I just recently found out about. I have two friends that have been together for 6 years. He recently moved to Massachusetts and she lives here in NY. He comes down every other weekend and she goes up there as well. The other day she had received a phone call from her friend while she was at work. Her friend sounded very anxious to tell her what she heard, so my friend called back. Little did she know it was about her boyfriend having a baby by another chick who no one even knew about. She could not believe what she was hearing and neither did my friends and I. He's the type of guy that you wouldn't expect that from, like they say "he's one of the good ones", Yeah Right. The point of this story is that MEN almost all lie to them selfs in thinking that they never going to get caught. The truth always comes out one way or another.  People stop lieing to yourselfs.  If you like someone tell them, if you love someone tell them, and if you stoped loving them also them.  Trust me you would feel much better after that even if the other person gets hurt.  Life goes on, is not the end of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113399121558713289?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113399121558713289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113399121558713289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113399121558713289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113399121558713289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-do-people-lie-we-lie-because-were.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19605137.post-113381809757974414</id><published>2005-12-05T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:28:17.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a test of my new Spot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19605137-113381809757974414?l=cutiepiej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/feeds/113381809757974414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19605137&amp;postID=113381809757974414' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113381809757974414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19605137/posts/default/113381809757974414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiepiej.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-test-of-my-new-spot.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06723884623911014266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://www.films-sans-frontieres.fr/bettyboop/images/Betty_dvd2.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
